Song Qiaobi probably didn't know that when she walked to the door of Costa, the gust of wind just lifted her skirt and hugged her front abdomen.

Zhou's mother was angry, but as soon as she turned her head and saw this scene, she was stunned, she followed two more steps and walked over, and saw Song Qiaobi bowing her head and touching her stomach, with a layer of light on her face, like a mother in a church mural......

Mother?

"Didn't she have a baby?" Mother Zhou couldn't help but ask, her mind turned, and she suddenly realized something, and she was there for a long time, unable to move.

Three days later, Zhou's mother got a report from the hospital and fell directly in front of her husband: "Look, what do I say, I think there is fraud in this!" That Song Qiaobi didn't have a miscarriage at all! ”

Father Zhou was reading a book, "Architectural Model Language", English version, when he raised his eyes, he saw the test sheet, and the doctor's order on it was a scribbled dragon flying phoenix dance, which belonged to the language of the medical model, which was more difficult to understand than English, so he frowned: "What's the matter?" ”

"I have entrusted Lao Wang from the People's Hospital in the past few days, so that Lai Shuo helped check the gynecological visit records of last month...... You know what? Song Qiaobi didn't have a miscarriage at all, and not long after her father died, she went to the hospital for several routine pregnancy tests! Mother Zhou couldn't wait to explain.

Father Zhou's eyes froze for a moment, and then his face turned red: "Oh? So, our grandson was saved? ”

"Hmph, don't be too happy, I don't know who this grandson is!"

"What do you mean?"

"What else can you mean? Lao Wang also put a message to me today, saying that Chonghan has never accompanied Song Qiaobi, and other men accompany her...... Listen, other men, what does that mean? And Song Qiaobi is not a peaceful person than that woman, I doubt whether her child is Chonghan or not, especially when she deceived Chonghan into having a miscarriage later...... I see, maybe it's just to get a sum of money, our Chonghan is too stupid! Zhou's mother was a little annoyed, but she blamed her for being focused on treating her husband and urging Zhou Chonghan to get married, but she didn't care about it...... Now, that woman has taken advantage of it!

However, Father Zhou turned pale and said, "Why don't I think so? I quite believe in Chonghan's wisdom, if Song Qiaobi deceived Zhou Chonghan into having a miscarriage, then I think it may be out of a punishment mentality, wanting to make Chonghan regret it and make him uncomfortable......"

"Then she's a pervert!" Mother Zhou hated that woman anyway.

"No matter whether it is perverted or not, after all, it is a child who is pregnant with Chonghan, and the child cannot be born without a father, is their marriage still divorced?"

"If you don't leave, let them leave! If she really gives birth to a child, we will pay for it back...... I have to come back to the lawsuit......"

"Does it have to be divorced? If you get divorced and want to come back, the child doesn't have a real mother by her side, do you want that? …… Let's not persuade those who can be persuaded to score, I'll go and call Chonghan now and ask him to come back as soon as possible, at least ...... Can't wait until she gives birth. ”

"Oh, you don't know, that girl, her mouth is so powerful, I want to explain to her about Chonghan and Yiyi that day...... Who would have thought that she was a shrew, she couldn't communicate at all, and I was about to be! I really can't afford to take care of my children in the future......" Zhou's mother felt that her husband was reasonable, but on the other hand, she couldn't accept it emotionally.

Especially on that day, what did Song Qiaobi say, saying that she was also sold, sold for a lifetime, tsk, listen, how vicious and damaging this woman is!

"Why do you have to serve? If you want me to say, you, don't worry about those idleness, just handle the children's affairs by themselves, the more you stir up, the bigger the matter, and the more difficult it will be to end...... As for...... Yiyi and Chonghan's matter, it's better to let Chonghan explain it himself, isn't it good? ”

The person Zhou's mother admires the most is probably her husband, even if she has been noisy for so many years, on the surface, she has already turned over and made the decision, irony and sarcasm are indispensable, but in her heart she can still listen to her husband's words, ponder carefully, and have already realized the taste of this matter.

Father Zhou saw that she had remorse on her face, so he reached out to get the phone: "I'll call Chonghan...... This kid hasn't moved for so long, and he's getting more and more unpleasant......"

Long-distance call, you have to dial a country code, and then dial an area code, beep a few times, no one answered for a long time, just about to hang up, opposite a lady picked up, a polite British English: "...... Oh, sorry, Mr. Zhou and Mr. White are not in the country at the moment, they went to Brazil......"

Brazil? How did you get there?

……

When Zhou Chonghan woke up, it was already night, he felt thirsty, got up and poured a glass of water, and when he walked to the window, he was stunned by the moon outside.

That month, round, bright, without a little impurity, made Zhou Chonghan sigh in a low voice, where is the moon in his hometown, it is clear that the moon abroad is extraordinarily round, and the round of his hometown is probably in the haze, and he is finally lost.

Zhou Chonghan wanted to get the cigarette on the table, but suddenly remembered that on a moonlit night, he and Song Qiaobi were sleeping in the same room, she was on the bed, he was on the ground, but they looked up at the moon together.

The one who bows his head should miss his hometown, he can't remember his hometown, he only thinks of Song Qiaobi in his hometown.

She lost her mother at the age of twelve, leaving a father, selfish and cunning, but the person who loved her the most, but this person was also gone when she was in her twenties. She married herself, tried her best to please her, and calculated to get pregnant, but when she needed him the most, he abandoned her, made her miscarry, broke her heart, and really became the loneliest person in the world, as if he had cut off contact with everyone around him and fell into the darkness of life......

Zhou Chonghan's fingers shook slightly, and the ash fell off, revealing a bare spark, he was also in the dark, and he was also lonely, cutting off contact with the inherent past, only staring at this light, watching it flicker and darken, but it was never extinguished.

The first light was born from the darkest place, and he thought that loneliness should actually be the original light of man, the only signal that people in the darkness knew each other.

So, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he turned on the light, sat back at the table, and found the sketch of the landmark building he designed in Kuncheng.

After changing the night, he went to sleep at dawn, and halfway through his sleep, suddenly someone was shaking him, he rubbed his eyes and saw that there was a neatly dressed old man standing next to the bed, who was not Mr. White?

"Looks like you've forgotten our itinerary......"

Zhou Chonghan blinked, remembering the old man's arrangement, they were going to Brasilia for a walk today.

"Such a city built from scratch has to be seen, and you can't always stay in a hotel when you come......."

"Hehe, I thought you had always been indifferent to modern architecture."

"But you can still enjoy Yer's work." This old man is also strange, the day before yesterday at a symposium he belittled modern architects as useless, which made Zhou Chonghan feel ashamed.

"Chou, you know, I'm older than any building in the city...... they came to Sanquan Square in the center of the city, and looked at the buildings one by one, from the H-shaped parliament building to the bowl-shaped conference hall, and then to the office building located in the pond...... Zhou Chonghan couldn't help but be fascinated and marveled at this ingenious and novel design.

"That's what inspired you, right?" White pointed to the judicial hall in front of him, and Zhou Chonghan looked over to see that the exquisite and elegant building was only supported by curved columns, and these curved columns barely touched the ground, and the whole building seemed to float in the air.

The most beautiful decoration of the building is none other than the pillars of the building, which he tried to use in an arc to reflect the undulations of the Brazilian mountains...... But at the same time, he also said that this is a portrayal of your lover...... An architect who doesn't love women is not a good architect, and he only thinks about the curves of a woman's hips and builds such a building. White reached out and touched the curved column, as if it really felt a raised softness.

Zhou Chonghan smiled: "Enjoy?" ”

The old man turned around and grimaced: "Very! As if remembering something, he said: "I looked at your drawings, your landmark architectural blueprints in China's coastal cities, and you imitated oscar ......"

Zhou Chonghan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was going to do his best to be sarcastic, but he shrugged his shoulders, pursed his lips and said, "It can be seen that she is also a woman, is it also a portrayal of your lover?" After speaking, White continued to walk forward, leaving Zhou Chonghan alone in the same place.

That was the third time he had seen her, and Xiao Xu pointed it out to him, beauty? How could it not be, you have one behind you.

He turned around, and happened to bump into Song Qiaobi wearing a gray and black tight cheongsam, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, tilting her head to make a phone call, she was not tall, but she had slender high heels, crossed her legs, twisted her hips, especially curvy, concave and convex, he suddenly lost his mind, and felt that there was no building in this world as smart as her.

So that night, he drafted the landmark of Kuncheng on the drawings, and it was on that day that he decided that he might as well approach this woman and give it a try.

"There's nothing more touching than dedicating a building to a woman......" Zhou Chonghan walked over, and Old Mr. White smiled mischievously at him, "but it's only you kitsch modern architects who can do such a ridiculous thing...... To love her, you might as well put down your pen, walk up to her, sit down, and be with her......"

Zhou Chonghan didn't know if there was a meaning in this statement, but he had another realization: it only takes a few seconds to fall in love with someone, and all along, it is he who complicates the matter of love, in fact, he has been ignoring the fact that when he obeys his subconscious, his subconscious also helps him make a choice, pointing the way down, even if it is a pit, he has to go down, maybe he will see a little spark?

Therefore, Zhou Chonghan felt that maybe from that moment on, he was very likely to have fallen in love with Song Qiaobi.